My Lord, What Do You Want?

The owner was on the verge of crying. "My Lord, what do you want?"

Ning Xi looked innocently at him. "I want to pay!"

The owner did not dare to take her money and wrung his hands. "I don’t want it! I really don’t want it!"

Ning Xi's temper flared. "Damn it! I said I want to pay! I’ll punch you!" He was breaking her life principles!

After a long while, the owner gave her a price and she paid the money, leaving satisfied. The owner looked at the money on the table and trembled. He did not expect that she would really pay…

Fortunately, Ning Xi saw a taxi after she came out of the shop and flagged it down to take a ride straight to her destination.

She closed her eyes and rested for a little, then she heard a loud bang from the back of the car. Something had hit the car from the back very hard.

People living in Philadelphia mostly had great instincts for trouble. The driver reacted quickly and ran away, abandoning his taxi after realizing something was not right.